Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 176: The Lord of Yandian!

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Ling Mohan chased it out, but he returned soon afterwards, and said apologetically to everyone: "The other party came fast and walked fast. I can't see whereabouts anymore."

The members of the Pharmacist Guild shook their heads one by one, and President Yu sighed, “It’s not to blame you. The people in Yan Dian are always fascinating, and they are also strong. The young man was targeted by them. Because of his talent for refining medicine."

"What kind of power is Yan Dian? Will my master be in danger?" Leng Shuang came to them and asked urgently.

The president of the black market came over and said: "The power of Yandian is greater than that of the black market. Whether it is a force that can not be provoked by Nebula Academy or other families, the Lord of Hell is even more of a **** No one knows where Yan Dian’s base is. The little brother of the ghost doctor fell into their hands, I’m afraid it’s more fortunate..."

"No! My master will be fine!" She drank loudly, looking at the president of the black market with cold eyes: "You must help me find the master on the black market!"

"Don't worry, we will inquire about your master's whereabouts." President Ke did not decline this point.

"You can rest assured. As far as I know, Yan Dian has arrested a lot of alchemists and pharmacists in recent times. Maybe your master will not be in danger." The president of the pharmacist guild said and sighed. , A good elixir is originally intended to select talents, but who knows it was made like this by the people of Yan Dian.

Things spread like feathers in the wind, making people sigh, all wondering whether the boy in red is alive or dead?

And, as night fell, a black figure came silently into a house in a few vertical jumps.

"Knock to the Hell Lord!"

Sixteen black monks in the courtyard saluted respectfully on one knee.

"Get up!"

The deep and cold voice contained powerful pressure. With a flick of his robe, he sat down at the stone table in the courtyard. After turning to sit down, his face appeared.

That is a beautiful face that is astonishing as a human being. The facial features seem to be carved from the heavens. The facial contours are as sharp as a knife. It is cold but not beautiful. Under the sword eyebrows, the pair of deep and contains Eyes with mysterious rays of light, with introverted sharp sharpness, just one glance made people involuntarily lower their heads, not daring to meet his striking black pupils that contained powerful coercion and sharpness.

And under that tall nose, there is a thin and **** lips. At this moment, he is pursing slightly, and his body is full of cold breath, noble like a god, and like a king of heaven and earth!

If Feng Jiu saw this at this time, he would definitely exclaim: Uncle Ling!

Yes, the master of the Yan Temple, the Lord, is precisely Ling Mohan who Feng Jiu is familiar with, and Ling Mohan is just a fake identity who walks outside and enters the nebula as a tutor. He usually has a big beard on his face. , Is also pasted after careful processing, which is really messy.

"What's the matter with people?" The Hell Lord asked in a calm voice, with a trace of laziness and the aura of the superiors in his low voice.

"Back to the Lord, the kid who was caught is still in a coma and not awake." A black-clothed monk said respectfully.

"Put people well and go back to Yandian with my lord tomorrow."

Hearing this, the sixteen black monks were all overjoyed: "Is the master going back to Yandian?"

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard the guard from behind exclaimed: "No! That kid is going to run away!"